Poems and stuff

Death Of A Bridesmaid

She feels so lonely, don't know what to do
Feeling the wave of air as it tingles through
The fabric's falling now,
Hope it doesn't hurt, ow
But she'll get the money and that's what matters
And that's what caused the death of a bridesmaid, her heart scatters
She's gone the next day,
The tears, hopefully stray
The linen tangles her neck, how can she live?

It's the death of a bridesmaid,
Her face can be so facade
She's something worth fighting for
Her personality's not a bore
Death of a bridesmaid
She's so self made
She doesn't deserve...
Such a swerve
In the life of a bridesmaid...